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    Saber Sloth's Avatar

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    The night is cold, a bracing 20 °F, the wind, sharp carrying biting rain. The only snow on the ground, artificial. Dampening as the chilled rain spatters on the ground. Funderland is closed for the night. The moon leaning high in the sky, hardly seen through the streaking clouds. The lack of natural light, is made up by the strings of fairy lights winding the path towards Funderland's Mirror Maze.

    Winter's seat, for tonight is their night. For tonight the Leaden Mirror gives way to the Silent Arrow.

    Light bouncing from mirror to mirror, a confusing impossibility of proper navigation. Throughout the maze there are refesment, if you might find yourself lost within, light music plays over the speakers, appropriate for the Season.

    Though within the lobby, the seating has been removed, and another table brought out, covered by a wintery table runner, and laden with food and drink.




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    Titania's Avatar
    Pretty Princess
    Presence
    (Lovely)
    Striking Looks
    (Gorgeous)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    New Identity
    (Eleanor Tessier)
    Titania

    Telluric / Bright One

    Fairest


    Mask

    A striking brunette in her 20s with deep blue eyes, shoulder length hair and a 1000-watt smile. Her features have a radiant beauty to them. She styles herself after the latest fashions, never forgetting to add a touch of tradition to her mises.
    Titania

    Mien

    The elegant and armonious movement of the celestial spheres is reflected upon her hair, galaxies dance across the pitch black background in clockwork-like precision, delicate specks of moondust blaze down in her wake, disappearing just as they touch the floor. Her eyes, like star sapphires, shine in tandem with the globes of light that dance around her, floating like planets swept around a Sun.
    Titania

    Mantle

    A field of roses under the glistening pale moon of a star sprangled spring night. Occasionally, midnight blue roses emerge from her hair, their petals swept by a gentle breeze, just to fade into the bed of sparkling diamond moondust left in her trail by her mien, vanishing without trace soon thereafter.

    +2
    SL
    5
    PRE

    Winter solstice - the shortest day of the year - occurs when one of the Earth's poles has its maximum tilt away from the Sun. It's funny the way the world works, the shortest day also marks the beginning of renewal. It's also her only really free day, for on this day - and this day only - all of her wisps are asleep... finally.
    So, it's no surprise that the fairest arrives early. Not only because she's curious to see what spectacle - after the last year - the Winter Court has managed to organize, because she's heard there are a lot of mirrors and lights and she's a narcissist like that, but also because it's her FREE DAY.
    Although she's dressed more like a hostess than a party-goer, her only concession to the season is her silky white shirt and she's sure she's going to freeze before the night is over, but she's pretty, so who cares?

  4. #3
    Bugul's Avatar
    Public: Bartholomew Bishop
    Hob Kin
    Resources
    New Identity
    Bugul

    Mien
    Bugul's face is goat-like, as are his ears and short horns reminiscent of the same beast adorn his head. He is covered in rough fur, gray in color. His facial hair is more apparent, with his mustache growing think beneath his goat-like nose and the stubble on his chin growing longer like a billy goat beard. Woody vines grow from his scalp and forearms evidencing that this being is no mere Beast, but something else as well. He looks upon the world with clear blue, goatlike eyes and walks on the earth with cloven hooves.
    Bugul Scenes
      Invoke Nevertread
     

    2
    PRE

    Bugul was not a member of the Great Courts, but the Goatman was no fool. The Lost of Sacramento were dominated by those who had given themselves to the seasons and, if this recent arrival wanted to ensure he had the alliances to stick around, he knew he would need to be at least present.

    And tonight was a special occasion. The Winter Solstice was the changing of hands between the Mirror and the Arrow. That meant most of the Lost would be in attendance and they would see his face.

    Thus, with some reluctance. Bugul traveled to Funderland's Mirror Maze on the appointed date, for he had heard some words related to its organization. He even made as good an effort as he could to dress fr the occasion, but Bugul was currently a man of meager means. Thus, he opted to dress as he knew his father would for some holiday parties.

    The Goatman wore an old, but clean brown knitted sweater, underneath of which he wore a white collared shirt. Finishing off the ensemble was a pair of jeans, a pair of old brown wingtip boots, and a black winter coat, though this last item was removed soon after entering. Ol' Bugul hesitated by the entrance for a moment, looking at the decor and his eyes eventually landing on the radiant woman already in attendance.

    The Beast froze, his expression speaking of caution and some fear. Her appearance reminded her of something from Arcadia and the memory was not a fond one. However, eventually he relaxed. Bugul shook off his fear in a more literal sense by shaking his mane, the woody vines within groaning at the motion.

    Relax, they do not seem like a Hunter or Damsel.


    Looking at the woman's eyes, the vine laden Beast gave a polite nod before eventually moving towards the table, his pace slow, but steady. Reaching it, Bugul eyes the chairs with clear uncertainty.


  5. #4
    Sonnie Wu's Avatar
    Sonja "Sonnie" Wu
    Striking Looks
    (Playful)
    Presence
    (Mischievous)
    New Identity
    (Sonja Wu)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    Mask:

    An alluring young beauty, Sonnie Wu is 5'2" and lean-bodied, with a light, nimble step and eyes that seem to say "Hey, you know what would be fun?" Her reddish-brown hair often seems slightly unkempt, and an amused smile regularly plays on her lips. Sonnie is usually dressed casually or for outdoor activity. She almost always wears a pair of red leather tabi boots.
    Mien:

    To the eyes of Fae, Sonnie's feet are like those of a monkey: Toes as long as fingers, with one on each foot being opposable like a thumb. A long monkey tail protrudes from the base of Sonnie's spine, covered in hair the same shade as her head. It appears to be prehensile, and often moves to react to her mood and dances about when she speaks, like people who "talk with their hands." Finally, her brown eyes turn golden.
    Mundane Equipment:

    Smart phone, messenger bag, quarterstaff, 2 throwing knifes (concealed), mountain bike.
    Hedgespun

    Cloud-Stepping Shoes
    Hedgespun ● +2 Speed

    Coin of the Lucky Monkey
    Hedgespun ● +1 Defense

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    Had it been an entire year already? It didn't feel that long ago, to Sonnie Wu, that she had attended the last Winter Court ceremony. Her first soiree in the Sacramento Freehold. Even now, she had to laugh at her overabundance of exuberance at that party, her Spring-style excitement not meshing well with the more somber atmosphere the Winter Queen had desired.

    So wanted to do better this year. Not that she'd be perfectly behaved - Beasts had an adversarial relationship fancy manners, and Sonnie more than most - but she wanted to at least not annoy Sasha this go-around.

    The simian Courser arrived in a blue Christmas dress that had lights along the hem of the skirt! It might be a Winter occasion, but she was still a festive Spring, darnit!

    Having never been to the Mirror Maze before, Sonnie stared about in wonder. Of course the food table caught her attention almost immediately. Grinning, she looked at the other Lost who had arrived before her.

    "Titania! Bart! Hellooooo!" she waved in a spastic fashion.

  6. #5
    Anatole's Avatar
    Mantle (Autumn)
    (Shadows press closer)
    New Identity
    (Anatole Kolowksi)
    Strong Back
    Resources
    Anatole

    MASK
    A shorter, barrel chested man with a thick beard.

    MEIN
    A 'dwarf' with burned, scorched, and scarred skin.
    Anatole Scenes
     

    2
    PRE

    Anatole arrives. The beard is the same. The suit is the same. The shoes... Hey it looks like he went and bought some shoes. Brown shoes; leather; crisp and clean; they are at odds with the general sense of shapeless wear that afflicts the rest of the burned dwarf's accoutrements.

    He is slouched. Hands in pockets. Thus he looks slightly smaller than usual - but not by much. Anatole is as much girth as he is height and his blocky, square, frame can only shrink down so much. His eyes are narrowed, suspicious, and uncertain - and it is this look that bettays his Wizened heritage. Dwarf he might be, but Anatole is no Elemental - in his Durance he was fashioned, pounded, ground, into a tireless heap of muscle burned by the heat of many forges.

    As silently as any Winter, this Autumn Courtier moves into Edna's waiting chamber.

    He is unimpressed by all the mirrors.
    Anatole Kolowski, Wizened Smith




  7. #6
    Circe's Avatar
    Striking Looks
    (Exotic)
    Presence
    Mantle Dry Heat
    Circe

    Merit-Striking Looks (exotic)
    Mein:

    Her skin turns a slate-blue and her hair bone white. The whites of her eyes are blood red, the irises are purple with cat-slit black pupils. The helix of her ears elongate out 2" inches ending in a tip. Her features sharpen and her figure has an unnatural, inhuman litheness that can be intellectually disturbing.
    Scenes

    CS Pub Craw
    Tale Pizza

    Loyal
    Mask

    Her skin brings to mind Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, or Asian races, though her high cheek bones and sharp facial structure don't match. Most assume she is of mixed ancestry given the pale blonde hair.
    Circe Scenes
      Focus upon the roll
      Mask Hardened
     

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Circe entered wearing a stylish crimson trench coat as a cape, and she quickly ditched it to show off her dress. To mortal eyes the backless dress would seem be nice quality work. Not impossible for mortals to craft, nor jaw dropping as other attire but to fae eyes there was the colors! They seemd to shift and alter with the colors of a twilight sky. Complete with the last gleaming of the horizon given form across the gown.

    Seeming to grow from the dress's hem, glowing yellow veins climb the dress like vines rising towards the sun. These vines taper off at the torso. Here the glow is composed of a set of clearly defined symbols in patterns that Circe believes are cool, but has no idea what is written.

    Circe felt it a sufficient occasion to show off her first work of Hedgespinning. She did pause to look at the reflection of the text in a mirror, "Huh, guess it ain't backwards characters after all. Whatever," she shrugs before seeing who is here. Star girl, best monkey, and the two new seasonal boys? The elfin Fairest raises a blue hand in greeting, "Sup everybody?!"

    The Summer Queen spreads her arms wide, holding the trench coat in her left hand, to better show off her work as she bragged, "Oi! Can ya guess what I figured out how ta do?!"
    Wyrd-1| Mantle: 3 (Dry Heat)
    Summer Solstice: 2/4 Drinks
    Fairest: Larcenist|Striking Looks (Exotic)|


  8. #7
    Seraphina's Avatar
    Seraphina
    Striking Looks
    (Enthralling)
    Presence
    (Magnetic)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Angelic)
    New Identity
    (Sarah Jones)
    Mantle (Spring)
    (In Mini Sheet)
    Seraphina

    Mien

    Softly shimmering gold flakes catch the light whenever she moves, delicate gilded and diamond scales extenuate the luminescent sapphires that are her eyes. The ocean lives in Sera's eyes, perfectly cut sapphires, gleam in the light. Deeper shades always shifting like the tide. The scales trail up to her temples and forehead. Her hair reaches down her back, brushing the back of her knees, spun silver and gold. Very fine diamond dust falls loose from her hair when she moves, reflecting rainbows from the light. The scales on her hands are dulled by the simple fact that her hands are translucent.
    Seraphina

    Fairest

    Nix/Treasured
    Mantle

    Cherry blossoms gilded in gold bloom from her hair, tumbling down as a warm rejuvenating spring breeze gently kisses the air with the scent of wildflowers and honey. The sound of birds singing can be heard as the wildflowers grow and bloom in vibrant colors where she walks, swaying and lively in the breeze.
    Seraphina

    Mask
    A fairly tall woman, roughly 5'10 with long, wavy dark brown hair. Her eyes are an intense, deep bright blue, reminding one of sapphires. Her lips are full, her body perfect.
    Items

    Hedgespun Items

    Tear dropped shaped pendant, form fitted waterfall jacket

    Misc.

    -1 to any rolls involving Presence
    Seraphina Scenes
      The Plunge(Entitlement), Dream Triage
      Open Da Gate
     
     

    +2
    SL
    +2
    DV
    4
    PRE

    To say that Sera was unsure about the Winter Coronation was an understatement. On top of still being upset about how her Hedgespun dress went over at Autumns, there was the lack of Sasha. Sera missed her Dancer friend and confidant greatly. But she was sure Sasha had her reasons to leave and she had to focus on those around her.

    So no Hedgespun dress this time. Instead, she scoured the stores before finding what she felt was the perfect dress. It was all tulle, white and sheer. When her Mantle hit the layers of sheer material it flowed up around her, dancing in the Spring breeze. Her long golden and silver hair was done up in an elegant French twist with many long pieces framing her face and falling down her back. Lips were red while the rest of the makeup was very minimal. Not that she needed the makeup.

    Tonight, she wasn’t going to hide her hands, she left the gloves in the Tavern. Allowing all to see her translucent hands. The diamond wrap on her right middle finger looking a bit odd, given how you could see through her hands, but, she didn't care.

    Her long white cape was removed as she entered and placed off to the side. Pausing to check the dress and hair in the numerous mirrors, she made her way in. Spotting Titania first, because how could you not, she offers a smile, “Good evening Titania.” And then Sonnie, because she glowed, literally, “Hi Sonnie!” the two new faces each get warm and friendly smiles, “Good evening.” Looking to Circe, “Circe! Hi!”
    Fairest│Duel Treasured/Nix│Wyrd •••│Spring ••••

  9. #8
    Titania's Avatar
    Pretty Princess
    Presence
    (Lovely)
    Striking Looks
    (Gorgeous)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    New Identity
    (Eleanor Tessier)
    Titania

    Telluric / Bright One

    Fairest


    Mask

    A striking brunette in her 20s with deep blue eyes, shoulder length hair and a 1000-watt smile. Her features have a radiant beauty to them. She styles herself after the latest fashions, never forgetting to add a touch of tradition to her mises.
    Titania

    Mien

    The elegant and armonious movement of the celestial spheres is reflected upon her hair, galaxies dance across the pitch black background in clockwork-like precision, delicate specks of moondust blaze down in her wake, disappearing just as they touch the floor. Her eyes, like star sapphires, shine in tandem with the globes of light that dance around her, floating like planets swept around a Sun.
    Titania

    Mantle

    A field of roses under the glistening pale moon of a star sprangled spring night. Occasionally, midnight blue roses emerge from her hair, their petals swept by a gentle breeze, just to fade into the bed of sparkling diamond moondust left in her trail by her mien, vanishing without trace soon thereafter.

    +2
    SL
    5
    PRE

    As she expected, this time the Winter Court had truly gone overboard, prompted as they were by the spectacular display that had been the Spring Equinox, they had decided to go all out.
    The mirror maze wasn't the most amazing thing though, rather what caught her off-guard the most was the fact that they had gone their way to hire not only a Santa impersonator but a Reindeer to boot. Competition was truly a marvelous thing.
    She acknowledges the actors with a smile , and it's only the arrival of the rest of her court - oh and Circe - that breaks her childlike stupor.
    "Good evening", she says cheerful following with a bow. With the two Queens and the Animal joining her image in the mirrors, they truly mount a spectacular display.
    "Did you see the actors? Really, such a genial idea. So realistic"

  10. #9
    Bugul's Avatar
    Public: Bartholomew Bishop
    Hob Kin
    Resources
    New Identity
    Bugul

    Mien
    Bugul's face is goat-like, as are his ears and short horns reminiscent of the same beast adorn his head. He is covered in rough fur, gray in color. His facial hair is more apparent, with his mustache growing think beneath his goat-like nose and the stubble on his chin growing longer like a billy goat beard. Woody vines grow from his scalp and forearms evidencing that this being is no mere Beast, but something else as well. He looks upon the world with clear blue, goatlike eyes and walks on the earth with cloven hooves.
    Bugul Scenes
      Invoke Nevertread
     

    2
    PRE

    The cheerful simian's clear voice catches the Goatman's attention.

    "Sonnie. Hello," he says, a chuckle following, "That name is for the land of Men. Here, among our People, you may call me as they named me. Bugul."

    Anatole's arrival is met with a nod, but Bugul leaves the man be. He seemed a private sort.

    Further nods of greeting are directed to Sera and Circe as each announced their arrival. He granted them a thin smile, but little else. Fairest were figures with whom he remained cautious.

    However, Titania was met with a hard gaze, Bugul assuming the actors she spoke of were Anatole and himself. He would huff in disapproval before his glance landed back to Sonnie.

    "Another jester among the Fair," he offers, his tone bordering acidic.

    Apologies for no color. Writing from my phone!


  11. #10
    Rhodes's Avatar
    Presence
    (Charming)
    Rigid Mask
    Mantle - Chilling breeze, summoning tiny leaves
    Mein

    Mein: Rhodes has pale whitish skin, elfin ears and deep emerald eyes. Thin black veins broach the surface of his skin like the roots of a tree emerging from the ground. Dark, broad leaves sprout from his wrists, ankles and temples, spreading around the back of his head. Deep red flowers bloom at the temples and wrists.

    Hedgespun coat of darkest thunderclouds, broiling and writhing, occasionally flashing as if lighting was happening on the other side.
    Rhodes

    Mantle: A breath of icy wind, the kind that penetrates and sends a chill down the spine. Ash leaves in red, yellow and gold spin into existance around him, caught on the breeze. As the wind blows, unnerving whispers can be heard, always coming from a direction just out of one's field of vision.

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    The Winter Solstice. The Longest night.

    The time for the Dread Lord to regrettably pass the crown to the Winter Monarch. As far as Rhodes knew, Sasha was still away, which left the Onyx Court once again as a court of one.

    Still, that bridge would need to be crossed if and when. For now, as the current Sovereign, It would not do to show anything less than the very best of Autumn in it's final moments.

    With a swirl of icy winds and golden autumn leaves twisting around him (not that the temperature was noticable in the frosty atmosphere), the Dread Lord of Autumn strolls causally into the Mirror Maze. Dressed in an immaculate black suite, with tie and cuffs matching bright red flowers blooming at his temples and wrists. His usual Hedgespun coat of dark billowing stormclouds roils around him, leaving a trail of mist behind him.

    Casting an eye round the room and seeing no sign of their host, Rhodes heads for Seraphina as he usually does. "Good evening, darling. You look sensational, as ever. I can see why you wanted to hide it from me." He greets those around with genuine smiles. "Titania! You look lovely, my dear. And Sonnie and Circe, of course... those are very, ah, vivid outfits. Most festive." The Flowering turns to the newcomers - with men being relatively few among the Freehold, they did stand out. "And good evening to you, gentlemen. I don't believe I have had the pleasure. My name is Rhodes, the Dread Lord of the Sacramento Freehold." The Fairest continues wearing his easy smile. "Who might you be?"
    Flowering Fairest, Rigid Mask Mantle: A breath of icy wind, the kind that penetrates and sends a chill down the spine.


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